(using my best adroomi impersonation) There is a loo in downtown London at a rather swanky Italian restaurant, I can't remember the name. Anyway I'm having dinner with some of the big wigs in the company. I excuse myself and walk into the loo. There are a couple of stalls but no urinals? In walks the biggest of the big wigs, who just happened to be the one that picked the restaurant that night and he's looking around too. Well there's this lighted wall / waterfall thingy with a about an 8 inch trough at the bottom against the wall. I look at him and say, damn at these prices you'd think they could afford a couple of decent urinals, but I guess we're supposed to pee on the wall. He’s now laughing his ass off. The trip turned out better than I’d expected and I no longer receive half the bull**** from the London office that I used to.
I like peeing in London, JJ